Hu Li could only complain a little.
"After all these years, the once No. 1 noodle shop owner has finally become a greasy middle-aged man." Li Changhe sighed, slurping his beef noodles.
He mumbled, "Hu, your noodles are not as delicious as the girl's."
"Nonsense, she learned from me. How could she be better than her master?" Hu Li snorted proudly, "If you two weren't old customers, I wouldn't have taught her."
"A student surpasses the master." Li Changhe responded.
The two were old acquaintances. When Li Changhe and Xiao Nan first came to eat noodles, they came to this noodle shop.
In a sense, Hu Li watched them grow up.
The photo in Xiao Nan's room was even taken by Hu Li himself.
After finishing a bowl of noodles, Hu Li burped contentedly and looked at the young man in front of him with some emotion, "You've both grown up. When you first came here, you were only this tall."
He gestured on the dining table.
